initial D

Anyone who haven’t watched initial D should go catch it. Ok, I mean any gal who haven’t caught it yet, with all the eye candy in that movie. For those who want more insight on the movie, I shall give my two cent’s worthy review now.

Well, the movie starts with shawn yue (girlish screams) and Edison chen(even more girly screams). Next comes chapman to( girlish groans) ok whose that? You guys saw the fatty in the poster? That’s the loser, by his own admission. Anyway he has this quotable quote in the movie, which I am sure some of you already know for it has already infiltrated into a lot of blog entries and msn nicks.

Back to the movie. So finally, jay chou the great appears, and broke his dad’s head. He looked like such a shy, harmless kid. Yet in the next scene when he beat shawn yue’s GTR in his trusty little TOYOTA delivery car. It was later learnt that he had been driving since he was 13. crazy kid, and equally crazy dad who allowed the kid to drive at that age. Somehow he learnt how to drift along the way, and managed to cut down the delivery time from the initial 2 hours to 4 minutes. A bit exaggerated, but well I guess since it’s a comic its passable.

Anyway so in the end the big boys challenged him and he won all of them, like what’s new. But the driving techniques are amazing, you know the way the actors so professionally controlled the pedals and gear and steering wheel. You wonder how they are able to do it, since jay chou has a fetish for antique cars which are past their scrap-by date, shawn yue does not have a car, and Edison chen doesn’t even have a driving license.

The show is funny at parts, and sad at some parts, like when Jay realized his gal is actually a part time prostitute. But the highlight of the show is Jay’s crying scene man. Oh my god just the entertainment that scene provided was worth my money man. Haha he looked downright dumb and thank god he’s not an actor. LOL. Everyone must catch it!

All in all, it’s a nice show, with all the cars and stunts. I wanna get my driving license! My new aspiration is to be a tofu deliveryman. Great people all have humble beginnings you know. =D

some crap, as usual

Now I finally know why people always say that the two biggest things in a guy’s life are soccer and women. K please do not slam me yet, because I seriously forgot where I heard it from. I definitely did not spout such intellectual crap. Somehow this comment was hidden in the depth of my mind until this june hols, when things around me made me realize how true it is.

Anyway, you know this june hols I’ve been going back to school a lot. So I decided that in de midst of mugging, we(meaning me and my guy friend) need some entertainment to brighten up our boring mugging days. Girls was the topic that came up almost everytime. It was either spotting of eye candies, or just chatting about certain cute gals in school. We are not despo, just boliao.

Other than that, everytime I decide to stay in school a bit later, I always have something to look forward to, the 6pm soccer sessions. I don’t really know most of the guys, but somehow we just got together, and with the presence of a soccer ball, started having a kickabout. Despite blisters and all, it was fun to play soccer again la I guess, after such a long time. Just a disclaimer. If you are not good enough, please do not attempt to play with the vj soccer players. They almost made me want to give up soccer for good. Haha.

I seriously think blogging is losing its appeal for me. Haha typical aries person. All my interests are short-lived. But somehow I cannot think of interesting things to blog nowadays. Yet for some unknown reason, I am compelled to type some nonsense and post it up. Maybe it’s a brain drain resulting from the impending doom of common tests. Never mind shall decide after common tests. Till then, see ya people. Good luck! =)

DO NOT READ--FULL OF SHIT

Why is it that its always in retrospect that you realize you should have done things another way? Why is it that people always regret only when its too late? Hmm..

I always say that there is no end to comparison, and that there is always someone better than you. What’s the point of making yourself feel dejected and down in the dumps? But somehow, we just like to compare. I just so happened to be thinking how I sized up as compared to others. I was born 18+ years ago, yet in the 18+ years on planet earth, what did I manage to achieve?

Well, I quit piano at grade 4/5 because I did not like the teacher. I already forgot how to tickle the ivories. I never managed to get into the primary school athletics team because my mum tore up the consent form. I got cut from the table-tennis team. My psle is my proudest academic achievement to date, because my results went all the way downhill from there, and never really recovered. I don’t have a proper hobby, unless you count sleeping. In my life, I am taught that other than studying, nothing else matters. However, to say that my academics isn’t that good is a gross understatement. Since kindergarten till now, every single parent-teacher meeting is a complaint session. And never, not even once did my parents speak up for me when the teachers tore me apart during these sessions. In secondary school, I always had to leave ncc training earlier than others because I have tuition, and my parents are the only parents (back then) who were kicking up a fuss, when we obviously have the least trainings in the whole school. And I spend hours helping a friend, days, months. When it seems that all my efforts were finally paying off, I was brought back to harsh reality, and it seems that whatever I said and did had no effect on the issue at all. Other than disappointment, I also feel a sense of helplessness.

To sum all this shit up, it means that after 18+ years on this miserable little planet, I still do not know what I like, what I am good at, where am I heading in future. I have no skills in life, no direction in life, and I do not know what the hell I am doing. After 18+ years on this planet, when some people my age are already earning much more than my parents, I haven’t achieved anything in life, and I cannot picture myself 10 years down the road, because I do not even have a direction in life.

Am I not always the cheerful optimistic, happy-go-lucky one, who gets other people to cheer up? Why am I wallowing in self pity? It must be the mugging, and I guess everything that’s happening is getting to me. I need to stop, and learn how to refrain from complaining about anything and everything that’s under the sun.

Have I told you people how much I admired those people who are cheerful and smiley whenever you see them? Everybody has their problems, but these people have the ability to keep their problems under wraps, and not let it affect them and especially the people around them. Hmm feels so much better now. I guess I just needed an outlet. That’s what blogs are for aint it? Haha.

tension of opposites

I do not know why, but for a strange reason I feel compelled to blog about this issue, or rather this anecdote that happened just now. Maybe it was after reading sis’ entry. But what happened really set me thinking. ( I refuse to cut and paste the entire anecdote from my sis’ blog, because I want to prove to her that I can type in perfect English too.)

Anyway, my family and I just reached home after celebrating my dad’s birthday at a restaurant. So my sis, who for some strange reason is addicted to driving(maybe she should consider being a taxi driver. Haha) once again was driving. When we entered the car park, there were two lots left. One was at the corner, such that if u want to park, u have to go all de way out, turn the car around, and u-turn all the way into the lot. The other one, coincidentally, was the handicap lot.

So my sis with her limited experience in driving, wasn’t allowed to park in that teeny-weeny lot, due to my parents’ incessant nagging. So she parked the car into the handicap lot. There was this ang moh who happened to be parking his car also. So when we went reached the lobby and went into the lift, my dad saw the ang moh and decided to hold the lift door and wait for him. I even went to the extent of pressing his floor for him, as a polite gesture. So this ang moh just went thank you, and kept smiling at us in some sinister way, as if he uncovered some dirty little secret of ours. When the lift door closed, he finally decided to open his golden mouth.

Ang moh: so u all parked in the handicap lot eh?

Dad: err yeah, sorry.

Ang moh: what if there’s someone handicapped who needs to park in the lot?

Dad: oh no, I don’t think so. We’ve lived here for two years and we haven’t seen any handicapped resident or visitor. (I live in a condo by the way)

Ang moh: well, what if there was a handicapped visitor?

Dad: well, I don’t think so, especially not at this hour. (it was almost 11pm)

Ang moh: There was another lot in the corner. Fact is, you would be causing great inconvenience to a handicapped visitor, just because you people are too LAZY to park in that last lot.

Dad: yes sorry sorry.

Ang moh: (smiling) you know, I hope you people will become disabled one day. ( saunters with head held high out of the lift door that my dad foolishly held open for him)

Hey, true we are in the wrong for parking in the handicap lot when there was another lot available. But chances are if we took the last lot, another car would come in within minutes and take up the handicap lot! It has been tried and tested many times that if we reached home after 11pm, all the lots in that sheltered car park would be gone, yes including that handicap lot.

I am not trying to justify our actions. In fact, I fervently told my dad and sis that we were in fact in the wrong and we sort of deserved the chiding, be it from anyone. But hey, as my dad said, just because 100 odd handicapped people decided to drive, the govt stated a regulation that every single car park must have two handicap lots. Is that not a bit excessive, when not all the 100 odd handicapped people are wheelchair bound? One lot in a hdb estate costs 100 plus a month. How much money are we letting down the drain, when we could just make the car park more wheelchair friendly by building a few more ramps? Sure, I may be selfish in saying that we shouldn’t care for these needy people, but then again, if they are driving, how handicapped can they be? There’s this guy at ju shi lin monastery, whose wheelchair bound if I did not remember wrongly. I don’t see any special arrangements in the monastery for him? Hey, he parks his car on a damn steep slope in the monastery everyday. If he can do it, so can the rest of them.

Practicality aside, a lot of these ang mohs are hell hypocritical. Maybe I am over-generalizing, but as sis and dad reiterated, more often than not, they do not practice what they preach. In terms of nature conservation, “refined” mannerisms, cultured society and so on. Many of them live in their picture perfect ideal world, where its sugar and spice and all things nice, where all the boys are boy scouts and all the girls are brownies/guides. So when they see something that does not look right to them, they feel a compelling moral obligation to poke their nose into other people’s affairs, to “rectify” the problem, make them see light. Their myopic vision does not allow them to see that they too are sinning in one way or another. ‘They criticise the Japs for killing dolphins when they go tuna-fishing. But what about those times when the submarines from them western countries give off so much ultrasonic waves that the dolphins are driven to shore?’ (quoted from sis)

I agree with what the chancellor in star wars said. Everything is a matter of perspective. Its how you view the issue. So we should not impose our ideas and beliefs on others, whatever the intention, because there is no such thing as wrong or right.

And finally, the fucking bastard just had to end of with by cursing that we become handicapped next time. Hello, do you eat beef? I hope you become a cow in your next life so that people can slaughtered and people can chew you up to fill their stomachs. I am not denying the fact that we are in the wrong, but that does not give you the right to play god and decide that we should become handicapped in future. Total fucker.

K I just deleted one whole chain of unglam language. I don’t want my blog to be peppered with vulgarities just because of some smart-aleck who decided that he’s perfect so he has the authority to criticize people less perfect than him. We should instead pity the poor fellow, for he does not own a mirror-he lacks the ability to reflect on himself, and also because he lacks a brain, to think thru his words before he decides to unleash such a venomous curse on someone whom he has never met before in his life.

And ya, if my family members are reading this, sorry for siding with the ang moh momentarily, cause I honestly think that we were in a way wrong also, for parking in the handicap lot.

If you people are still with me, and wanna know what exactly is tension of opposites, and how is it related to the above issue, please read Tuesdays With Morrie. Its a damn nice and thought-provoking book.

boliao people with interesting thots

k this is such a classic example of people with nothing better to do. ironically i cut and pasted this from my friendster bulletin board. lol. this just goes to show how boring life can be in singapore. people can kb about virtually anything, even if it has nth to do with them. so like me.. haha whoops. kb for de sake of kb-ing. for god's sake, whie do u care if pEoPle LiKe To tYpE ThEiR aLpHaBeTs bEeG N sMaLl?? blah blah blah..get a life la.....



Okay.
I'm sick of this.

Friendster has been chewed up and spit out like
bad bacon by Singaporeans. Why? The bad use of
English, the act of retardedism and most
importantly, the disgusting and unfathomable
pictures of you guys acting cute.

Puffing up your cheeks DOES NOT make you look
cute. It just emphasises on how you're trying to
hold back a burp. You look like a pufferfish. A
moronic pufferfish.

Taking a shot from the top is alright, but do not
ever open your eyes super wide and act cute.
Never. It freaks people out, gives hentai lovers a
description of how you're begging to get your face
sprayed all over with cum. Oh yeah, you look like
a dog too. My dog. So bark?

DO NOT EVER DO HAND GESTURES. It just
symbolises on your stupidity and how you are
trying so hard to speak 'Retard' in sign language.

euu; miie; blahblahblahinserthereenlongatedword.
They are creative, so to speak, but when you write
compositions, you don't spell them like that, do
you? I'd rather you take the time to spell every
word correctly and leave a good impression on
foreigners, than leave your dimwit-slime all over.

Get your grammar and vocabulary right. "Love
hurts", not "Love hurt".

What is up with the how "moii" thing? Moi is a
french word - stop abusing that word, lest the
french invade. Do you actually use that word in
your real life conversations? Do you know how to
pronounce it? And if you do, it's not "mu-oi".
It's "muah", you moron.

I merely want you all to change for the better of not
only the country, but for your own sake too. But
hey, read on.

Whoever doesn't sign admits the fact that he/she
has condemned himself or herself to my list of so-
to-speak dumbpricks and/or crackheads. Inducing
on that fact, you are also welcome to my full list of
insults, garbage and junk.If I have offended any of
you, you are a loser as you are easily agitated by
just an internet mail.

To my friends: If you do type/act like the above,
please try to change. I'm not forcing, just
requesting. If not, meh

I think human beings are damn fan4 jian4. i dunno the english translation for it, pardon me. don't u all think so? we always take people around us for granted, and due to whatever reason, take our time with certain stuff, and only regret when its way way too late.
And whoever stated that when two people break up they cant be as close friends like they used to be before they were together? It takes two hands to clap, and if the two people can shrug off the awkwardness, they could even become very close frens who understand each other inside out.
k just some sentiments after listening to 933's music diary..lol.. anyway on a lighter note, wah de which spore blogger are you test is so morale boosting! oooh i nv knew these..*shy* =)))

Congratulations jiayi, you are...

'Xia Xue' Wendy Cheng of xiaxue.blogspot.com

You are a goddess/god. You've got the looks, the brains and the body. You have such an irreverent sense of humour, people listen to you religiously and worship the ground you walk on. On the other hand you can also be straightforward, blunt and very very controversial. That has the potential to offend many people, but of course you don't care, you just shoot. In the end, people either love you or hate you. Nothing in between.

Which Singaporean Blogger Are You?

"The Anthem" -Good Charlotte

It's a new day
But it all feels old,
It's a good life,
That's what I'm told,
But everything, it all just feels the same...

And my high school
It felt more to me
Like a jail cell,
A penitentiary
My time spent there, it only made me see

That I don't ever wanna be like you
I don't wanna do the things you do
I'm never gonna hear the words you say
And I don't ever wanna,
I don't ever wanna be

You
Don't wanna be just like you
What I'm sayin' is
This is the anthem
Throw all your hands up
You..
Don't wanna be you

"Go to college,
A university
Get a real job"
That's what they said to me
But I could never live the way they want
I'm gonna get by
And just do my time
Out of step while
They all get in line
I'm just a Minor Threat so pay no mind

Do you really wanna be like them?
Do you really wanna be another trend?
Do you wanna be part of that crowd?
Cause I don't ever wanna
I don't ever wanna be

You
Don't wanna be just like you
What I'm sayin' is
This is the anthem
Throw all your hands up
You
Don't wanna be you

Shake it once, that's fine
Shake it twice, that's okay
Shake it three times, you're playing with yourself again

You
Don't wanna be just like you
What I'm sayin' is
This is the anthem
Throw all your hands up
Y'all got to feel me, sing if you're with me
You
Don't wanna be just like you (just like you)
This is the anthem
Throw all your hands up
Y'all got to feel me, sing if you're with me
Another loser anthem (Whoa-oh)
Another loser anthem (Whoa-oh)
Another loser anthem (Whoa-oh)
Another loser anthem...!

my old friendster profile

I got sian of my friendster profile, and decided that its time for a change. But I don’t want all the nonsense that I typed last time to go to waste. So I happily cut and pasted my “about me” column onto this entry. How true is it? I dunno also. Lol. Im not talking any sense. I betta end my productive input here.

10 things u dunnoe bout me.

1. im a glutton. i eat most things edible but draw de line at insects.

2. my psle is my greatest achievement to date.

3. i possess a soft toy collection, wif toys frm all over de world. i tink dey r reli cute! nvm...

4. whenever anyone tries to wake me up frm sleep, be it a deep slumber or a doze-off, i will be exceedingly pissed. in fact, i used to whack anyone woke me up frm sleep before sobering up. therefore, when im sleeping, pls buzz off, except for a privileged few whom u noe who u are =).

5. i haf a reli soft spot for soothing ballads, sad ones too.my tastes in music vary wif my moods. therefore someone who noes me well enuf can guess how im feeling by de music im listening to.

6. im actualli qt hot-tempered.but as i grew up, im trying v hard to curb it.

7. im a dreamer. i think alot, much more den my frens realise, i also keep most of my thoughts to myself, tts y i always tok to myself.

8. i haf extremely weird taste in gals, according to some people. but i recently found some people wif similar tastes, haha so im nort tt off after all. generally i prefer cute gals wif sunshine smile and tomboy streak to pretty and chio soft-spoken gals wif ponytails.

9. as much as im always hesitant to tell people tt i was frm ncc, i hafta say tt

tchsncc reli changed my life, and im eternally grateful to it.

10. at times, i can be shockingly articulate in both english and mandarin.but once i start "suan-ing" people i cant shaddup. slap me pls.